Jimmy woke up with a big yawn, and stretched his arms while the sun shown in through the window. As he rubbed his eyes and looked around, he immediately realized that everything was wrong. This was his room, but everything had changed. The desk that held his video games now held text books on advanced theoretical science. His posters were now of K-Pop bands, and his bedspread was a thick white and pink down comforter.
"What has happened?!" Jimmy tried screamed, immediately clasping his hands over his mouth when he heard that he had spoken what he believed to be Korean. "이건 옳지 않아! (this isn't right!)" He screamed again. He shut his eyes tightly, concentrating on forming the right words but found it very difficult. "What...wrong with my...voice?" He was finally able to say (with some difficulty). Jimmy resigned himself to just not saying anything until he could figure out what was wrong. He got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom. What he saw in the mirror startled him beyond words.